Some sounds, when they hit you, they just make you want to punch a baby? God help you if you're in a nursery! You'll go on a baby-punching tangent! GOD HELP ME! IT'S THE SOUND THAT MAKES ME PUNCH INFANTS!-- Dane Cook

Let's just put it this way, Dane Cook does not need any more fodder, and babies apparently are supplying his endless chain of refueling. Do we need any more proof of babies' evil? Babies + existence = Dane Cook.'nuff said